I'm sad these pictures aren't very good but I'm more sad about the fact she's big enough for Preschool. The crazy part about having a kid at 21 is how young you are when your first child starts everything. I had a bit of a panic attack the night before wondering if she was ready- or rather if I was ready. That morning she could barely contain her excitement. We picked up her friend Morgan and when I drove them up and dropped them off at the front with the staff, they were happy to go. There was no hesitation, no looking back and it made me cry a little. Clara screamed the whole way home and did for the first couple of months when I dropped the girls off. She misses her big sister when she's gone but is adjusting to just having me to pal around with a few days a week.
Kenzie loves her school and so do I. It's a private Episcopal school and the reason we can go there is because I was given the huge blessing of a job there as a music instructor. I go in only once a week and teach two classes for 20 minutes each but I receive half tuition and a paycheck. I'm not qualified but I have a lot of fun with the children and I'm learning a lot.
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